#am i a writer mother?

[idlethoughts-idolthoughts]

am i a writer mother

i am a disorganized wreck that is navigating trauma blocks nearly every time I try to focus on any one of the 4-5 (45-6?) pieces of fiction, fantasy, medical horror, history mishmash from scraps of paper, halftry blurts of social media and letters to the proverbial editors to would-be storyboards and at least a page and a half of solid draft material. I have a cat that reminds me softly with a sad face when I'm thinking too hard about difficult topics and another that tears up my work any chance that he gets. I sometimes think I need to carry a sticky pad and 2 types of 4colored pen around the house with my chores. Some days I wonder why the proverbial price of 200 words a day shouldn’t be set at 2000. And others when the only words written are to friends and family. There are words that fly from my fingers and never see a page — some wished erased the moment they fly. And some days there are no words.

[yandere-sins]

I want to write something smutty so badly, doesn't have to be long but my mental state won't let me and it's so frustrating ;;

Please just one naughty story, brain, I'm begging you ;;

[nihilismtrcit]

did nora clean or unpack anything today? no. did she write? also no. she did have beer for breakfast, though

[generalsmemories]

every time i see someone shit on the xianzhou story quest on twitter i die a little bit inside.

[rotinmycore]

[mysticstarlightduck]

Writing Share Tag!

I just started writing the first (out of three) main chapter of Kye Thalax's backstory and I am so sorry for my boi 😭. I don't wanna suffer alone writing these chapters - and they are important for his character arc as a grown-up later on - so I'm posting a snippet of his backstory Ch.1 for feedback and whatnot here!

BUT MAN I AM SAD. I cannot wait for Kye's Revenge Arc after writing these backstory chapters 🔥

(Also it is a pretty dark Backstory snippet so, TW for - Dark themes, Abuse/Domestic Abuse, and Lady Eldora being the shittiest mother and wife in the entire galaxy. Though I'm being honest that whole villain is TW in her own right.)

Kye peeked into the war room, standing on his tip-toes to peek behind the obsidian black stone doors, watching the conversation unfolding within with anxious, flitting eyes.

"You are seriously the most worthless man I have ever met," Came Eldora's voice, his Mother's voice, condescending and sharp like a razor, "I gave you one simple task at the gala last night. All you had to do, was look pretty and convince those stupid diplomats to bend the knee."

She chuckled, dark and bitter, and Kye hated how the sound made his Dad's shoulders curl in on themselves as the young man stood before her. After the short, pause, Eldora continues, rage visibly building up within her, as she tilts her head, "And somehow you manage to make a scene and embarrass me in front of all those people!"

She ends her sentence with a yell, shoving the young man with such force he is basically thrown across the room, toppling some chairs and a vase, before hitting the wall. There was a yelp of pain as he watched his Dad push himself off the wall with some difficulty, and, even though hidden by the doors, five-year-old Kye could see Damen's hands beginning to shake.

"I'm sorry Milady," His Dad's voice is flat and pained, and despite the fire in his eyes, he does not rise from the ground as he speaks, keeping his head bowed. "Y-You're right. I have failed you. I… I am sorry."

Kye felt his heart sink as if drawn to the furthest reaches of the planet's core. He willed his small, kid legs to move, but yet, he remained rooted in place, fear - or some sort of innate self-preservation wisdom - keeping him from trying to intervene.

Eldora growls, striding forward with thundering steps that send a shiver down Kye's spine until she's standing over Damen. "Y'know, one day that 'I'm sorry', isn't going to cut it." She grasps his chin, claws digging into his pearl-white skin, "You're lucky you are my consort and you need to look presentable. Though you'd better know how to act like it, or there'll be worse consequences. Understand?"

Kye saw as his father nodded fervently, the young man's bright blue eyes staring emptily at the warlord, fearful "Yes, Lady Eldora. Forgive me."

Tagging: @winterandwords, @eccaiia, @sarahlizziewrites, @illarian-rambling @agirlandherquill, @anoelleart @unstablewifiaccess, @forthesanityofstorytellers @i-can-even-burn-salad, @cakeinthevoid, @finickyfelix

And I'm also gonna leave this an OPEN TAG!

Supernova Initiative Taglist (-/+): @ray-writes-n-shit, @sarandipitywrites, @lassiesandiego, @smol-feralgremlin, @kaylinalexanderbooks,

@diabolical-blue @oh-no-another-idea

@cauliflowermaterial, @clairelsonao3, @sleepy-night-child

@thepeculiarbird

@the-golden-comet, @urnumber1star, @ominous-feychild @anyablackwood, @amaiguri,

@lyutenw, @finickyfelix, @elshells, @thecomfywriter

Let me know if you'd like to be added!

[thecoldcoffeecup]

now she's gonna play and sing and lock you in her heart

[romanticatheartt]

This is the last time I'm gonna talk about the bee show (I mean if they don't piss me off again lol) because I'm gonna distant myself from the fandom and sure as hell not gonna watch s3 (only Kathony scenes) I don't care what y'all will think of me, call me petty for all I care but I've been here since 2022. Everyday we saw how the production is racist toward their poc actors so don't come at me and tell how this is just a show and I shouldn't take it seriously.

So I rather sit somewhere else keeping my peace and watch Karma take over them!! I know they'll get it one way or another.

As for JB and SA I need them to get out of this show... immediately. I need them to be in a production that cares about them and respect them as leading actor. They deserve so much better</3

[neoninky]

I’m pausing from writing (mostly cuz my hands are tired) to laugh about an actual scene that I just wrote 😂

(Shenanigan Preview of Chapter 6 of Her Devoted Shield)

[Scene: Lilia and Tai(OC) have reunited and Lilia is introducing The Boys(TM) to Tai and the fox learns that not only did Lilia not give Silver his family name but he also fed Silver and Malleus his cooking while they were growing up which is basically child abuse]

Tai: *holding Silver and Malleus close, patting them on their backs* Oh you poor darlings. There, there, I’m here now. You’ll never have to stomach that filth ever again. In fact, let me make you some real food. Then we’ll go get ice cream, doesn’t that sound good? 💜 completely ignoring the fact that the castle straight up has servants to do all that lol

Silver and Malleus: *two grown ass dudes, immediately accept him all emotional and teary eyed* thank you, Mother, we love you 🥺

Lilia: welp I am both thrilled that this is going so well and greatly insulted 🙃

Someone remind me to draw this later 😂

Someone meaning @foxwitchaine @hanafubukki @iscarlettappel @nuitthegoddess

[toodrasticallydumb]

Oh c’mon you knew I had to.

My version of the Barbie mugshot with stricklake because I just COULD NOT get it out of my head:

This is specifically from my Trollhunter!Strickler au solely because of the white streak in Barbara’s hair lol and now that I’ve drawn it I am oh so tempted to have it be an actual scene that happens somewhere along the story…

Little snippet of the would-be scene (it's so long it got away from me, I'm sorry):

*the two are rummaging around in a very much broken into museum to find what may or not be a message from Nomura*

Barbara: Walt...?

Walter: Hm? Yes, love?

Barbara: What's that outside?

Walter, pausing for a second to listen: Oh. That would be the em...the police, my dear.

Barbara: Oh, okay, okay, excuse me, the WHAT.

Walter: ...Em. That is, I- um I suggest you hide the skathe-hrün somewhere, lest the authorities care to investigate further into what exactly it is when they take it from your person.

Barbara: So we're not even avoiding this? You know, getting arrested by the police?

Walter: Mmmm, no, unfortunately. I don't want you using the skathe-hrün (or more specifically its magic) anymore than absolutely necessary for today. You've expended yourself enough as it is.

Barbara: And getting arrested for breaking and entering is not an 'absolute necessity'???

Walter: Not particularly, it would only be a considered a second-degree burglary since it is a museum and not a residential, habitated building; which that sub-type of burglary is a 'wobbler' charge in the state of California, which equates—if it is persecuted as a misdemanor rather than a felony—to merely (at most) a year in county jail—

Barbara: A year?!

Walter: —and 1,000 dollar fine if, that is, we are found guilty by being proven to have harbored the intent to steal something, of which we did not and do not have evident by the fact neither of us pocess any given tools to break or take any item from its case. I assume this is the first time you have been accused of any given crime aside from speeding or any other driving-related violation? Without evidence of a previous criminal record we should be lined up quite well to be merely fined or, if NotEnrique can manage it (if I can bear to call upon endless embarassment and taunting), nothing at all but a slap on the wrist though I doubt we could not accomplish that on our own given our positions in the community as school teacher and doctor respectively.

Barbara: You have wings, Walt.

Walter: And mothman escaping a building with a strangely human-shaped figure in its arms is not at all a cause for alarm to the police who will no doubt be keeping close watch of all exits and entrances which would also draw unneeded attention before we can reach the proper cover of the clouds.

Barbara: *face-palms* Getting arrested. How wonderful. 'Oh, just breaking and entering, officer, not much.'

Walter: It is hardly as terrible as it sounds, really. We can omit the 'breaking' portion since we snuck in through the window without running into any trouble that would damage it. Frankly, we could go the route of claiming guilty to the crime of trespassing according to the Penal Code 602 (California's trespassing law) being that we entered the exhibit past museum hours. On top of which it is far more accurate to what we're doing in actuality, not proper burglary since we have established neither of us had the intent to run off with anything that was not ours. Doing so we would also fare far better than with a so-called 'breaking and entering' offense (such a named law does not actually exist in California, only burglary and trespassing separately but I will clasify it as the burglary law for sake of consistency) in which we would be recieving just a simple fine rather than possible felony charges that could come with a second-degree burglary we may have committed.

Barbara: Not really helping here, Walt.

Walter: Right, apologies-

Barbara: Which, of course, getting arrested is an experience you obviously know about.

Walter: The (pun intended) offense aimed against me is dully noted. However, my dear, the fact I know how the intricacies of the specific laws of California operate does not entail I have been arrested prior to this. That would be Nomura who holds the experience in that particular department.

*pause*

Barbara: Walt. Don't you dare. You stop it right there. Unless you want--

Walt: The police department. Heh. *guilty snort*

Barbara: *sends him the disappointed death glare*

Police: *break through the door* Hands up! On the ground, now!

Walter: *laying down* I hardly find my pun to have been that egregious.

Barbara, already on the floor: Really, Walt? Good puns involve good TIMING too.

Police: Dispatch, we have the two culprits in question now in our custody. *taking a pair of cuffs out* You're coming with us. You have the right to remain silent.

Walter, being actively handcuffed: Well, I suppose then, now would be the less than appropriate time to say this museum has gained quite the em...standing in the Lake family...?

Barbara, being stood up with her arms behind her back: Officers, I have no idea who this man is.

Walter: I never once said I intended to make good puns.

I made this entirely too long but once it started I couldn't really find myself stopping. Whoops. Hope you enjoyed chaotic Walt not caring about being arrested because jail is honestly the least of his problems rn. It would honestly be a break.

[dani-luminae]

Well i think i Understand what anon was trying to say, you see people call wish "Woke" cuz people think magnifico is in the right for not wanting to grant all wishes because they think that would be "Dangerous" not knowing that's not the real reason why magnifico doesn't grant most of the wishes in rosas, but magnifico stans make it seen that way, they push that false narrative about magnifico and asha, making people not want to see wish or give it a chance cuz its "just another woke movie" so yeah of course your completely valid to like a character but pushing false narrative to make asha look like the "real bad guy" knowing people already call it woke and are racist towards asha?! Yeah they kinda are killing wish😒

Oh don't get me wrong, it's absolutely annoying and completely exasperating to hear so many people going "B-B-But this good-looking white guy DILF can't possibly be the bad guy, he's just trying to protect his kingdom!!!! Can't you see that the teenage WOC who wants everyone to have free will is 'tHe ReAl BaD GuY' because some people might use their free will for BaAaAaD tHiNgS????"

Oh, right! It's a "woke" movie for *checks notes* featuring an Afro-Hispanic leading lady and confronting the idea of blindly believing in some higher power to give you direction in life. Gee, I wonder who would be offended by that *stares pointedly at most churches I've ever known.*

But still. The block button is there for your use, folks. You can use it whenever you want. You don't need to wait for some sign from the heavens or some greater reason. It's not going to get taken away from you and there's not a limit to how many people you can block. It's there and it's there to help curate your experience. You can block every one of these people if you want!

[forgetful-river]

Hello my darling followers, you may not be getting very much art out of me for a little bit because I have been feverishly writing weird horror stuff and it has taken up all of my creative energy

[sharbat-e-mohabbat]

i love my mother. i really do. There isn't a thing i would not do for her

To keep that child like joy in her heart , that warm smile on her aging face and those loving blurry eyes on me forever

But sometimes im tired. Im tired of listening about the baggage that she has been carrying around like a school bag from her childhood

Im tired of hearing about all the grudges she has been holding onto like a hand

Im tired of comforting her about her deepest insecurities as if our bodies and souls don't share the same outline

Im tired of her reciting the most heart rending memories of her life to me as if they were bedtime stories

Im tired of revisiting those ghost houses and remembrances of people with hearts made of plastic through her anecdotes

Im tired of not knowing what to do or how to take her pain away, so for once the roles are reversed where she gets to sleep like a child and i get to worry like a mother

and mostly im tired of living her grief twice because what is a daughter if not the extension of her mothers despair ?

-ambika

[mihai-florescu]

The relationship between author characters and audience interests me... how characters gain a life of their own and to some extent agency in their writer's head, how a story needs an audience to be told, how retelling changes it, and as much as i dislike fandom as a whole, i do appreciate the idea of taking characters and putting them in new scenarios, or changing them into ocs and giving them a new story altogether... everything is inspired by other things isnt it, every story reflects humanity in a way, it's part of human nature to want to tell a story too. Ah initially i wanted to make this post to say i think this very reality of characters being different in everyone's heads causes problems sometimes... i wish i knew what others thought and what the authorial intention was. I dont like that i can only perceive things as myself even if im such a faithful spectator, i will never understand things like someone else. And that also makes me so scared of sharing things. Ive told you before im an overbearing mother killing her babies early, before they can even develop a life of their own, by wrapping them in tight cloth to stay warm and safe; i couldnt stand someone with impure eyes looking at them. What to do what to do...

[rotinmycore]

[glasswaters]

there was once a time, says fantine, her mouth agape, her hands around a throat full of rot, but you took it all.

i have heard such protestations, says javert, wooden heart and wooden jaw, his eyes snowmolten. and it never changes anything at all.

fantine holds pearls in her palms, dripping deep into the lines of her. she spins out of gold 10 francs to throw into a foaming maw. she cups between bird-cage ribs a song like-

come on, captain, you can keep your shoes.

and cosette, cosette, cosette; motherless. pearled and golden, a conch-shell mouth that has once known cruelty. a delicate chest which holds, in the beat and giving of it, the shape of fantine's heart. even now. even still.

cosette, sweet and lovely as a freshwater spring who knows not the mother that once gave her all. the lullaby has long since faded, and the memory has worn that face to blur.

and fantine, who was once fair and sweet, wraps her hands around a man's throat until the warm blood runs into the sleeves of her dress. there was a time, she says, when men were kind.